Courtyard House: He Daqing Forces Qin Huairu into Marrying at the Beginning

Liu Haizhong seized the opportunity and pressed on relentlessly, closing in step by step.

"Jia Dongxu is my apprentice. His mother was injured, so what's so strange about my wife going to help?"

As Yi Zhonghai spoke, he glanced at Jia Dongxu, hoping his apprentice would step in to resolve the situation.

Chapter 9 Searching for Qin

Jia Dongxu was an irresponsible person to begin with, and he immediately backed down when threatened by Yi Zhonghai's glare.

"No matter what happens, it's all related to He Daqing."

"If he hadn't hit my mom yesterday, she wouldn't be injured today."

Unable to provoke Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu could only turn his guns on He Daqing, hoping to confuse the public and divert attention from the conflict.

"Heh, heh, heh."

Upon hearing this, He Daqing immediately laughed.

“You must have evidence to support your claims.”

I beat you and your mom yesterday.

Since you didn't break your leg, it means that Jia Zhangshi's broken leg has nothing to do with me.

If you don't believe me, I can beat him up again right now to prove my innocence.

Those present couldn't help but take a step back. They had witnessed what happened last night clearly. He Daqing's fighting strength was top-notch; a single punch from him would be quite painful.

Jia Dongxu shuddered and retreated behind Yi Zhonghai like a turtle hiding its head in the sand; it seemed he still remembered the beating.

"Great Qing, don't resort to fists at the slightest disagreement."

A gentleman uses words, not fists; everything must be done with reason.

Why do you always think about hitting people?

Yi Zhonghai stood up to defend Jia Xudong.

Regardless of the truth, he didn't want things to get too tense with his apprentice, as he would need his apprentice's help in his old age.

“Jia Dongxu framed me and wouldn’t allow me to prove my innocence. What kind of logic is that?”

Don't try to pin this on me if you can't provide evidence.

He Daqing stood rooted to the spot, unmoving, his imposing presence so overwhelming that Jia Dongxu dared not raise his head.

He Daqing did nothing to anger the public, and since no one wanted to get involved in the conflict between the Jia and He families, they all chose to remain neutral.

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu were unable to hold the line alone and had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

"It's getting late. Since we can't find out the truth right now, let's all disperse."

I have to go to work tomorrow.

It was getting late, and everyone had had their fill of the excitement, so they all turned and left.

The crowd dispersed quickly, and Liu Haizhong didn't even have time to try and stir things up again, so he had to leave dejectedly.

……

The next day, the courtyard returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone was busy with their daily lives, and the commotion caused by Jia Zhangshi was just a small ripple in the otherwise mundane routine, nothing serious.

After delivering the rainwater, He Daqing arrived at the No. 2 canteen of the steel rolling mill on time and began his work.

The factory just helped him with his housing issue, so He Daqing should work harder during this time.

After finishing get off work and tidying up, He Daqing didn't go home immediately, but went straight to the south of the city to find a matchmaker.

The house is already being renovated, so the wife has to hurry up and make arrangements.

Not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the concept of free love had not yet taken root in people's hearts, especially in villages where information was scarce, and many people still believed in arranged marriages.

After all, many people in this era haven't even solved the problem of food and clothing, let alone have the foundation for romance.

Generally, it is through a matchmaker or acquaintances that the two parties get to know each other's family situation, meet once or twice, and if they feel they are compatible, they will get engaged.

Upon arriving at Zhang the Matchmaker's house in Guihua Lane in the south of the city, He Daqing first offered her a handful of peanuts and melon seeds, chatted for a few minutes, and then slowly revealed his purpose.

"Sister Zhang, I am He Daqing, the head chef of the No. 2 canteen of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. I am 33 years old this year, and I have five rooms in my family and two children."

My wife passed away a few years ago, and now I'm looking for a new marriage.

I've heard that the girls in Qin Family Village near Beijing are beautiful.

"Could you help me find out if there are any unmarried young women in the family?"

He Daqing smiled and handed over 10,000 yuan.

When seeking a matchmaker, one must clearly explain the basic situation, especially for someone like He Daqing who has already been married.

If you don't present some impressive credentials, how dare a matchmaker introduce you to a good family?

The matchmaker took the money, raised an eyebrow, and showered the money with compliments.

“You don’t look like you’re in your thirties at all; you look more like a young man in his twenties.”

He has five rooms, a stable job, and comes from a well-off family.

"If you're not considering marrying someone from the city, why are you eyeing a country girl?"

"Girls in the city wouldn't dare to aspire to marry me; which unmarried young lady would be willing to marry me?"

"The ones in the village are more suitable."

He Daqing wanted to marry a young and beautiful woman; he didn't want to settle for a widow.

The thought of helping a widow send chills down He Daqing's spine.

He never wanted to be kicked out of his home, left alone, destitute, and starving.

"He's a sensible person."

If you're looking for a destined connection, look no further than me.

"I, Sister Zhang, often travel around the Qin Family Village area. I'll give you the definite news in a few days."

Matchmaker Zhang had been silently observing He Daqing for the past few minutes.

He Daqing was generous, handsome, and eloquent; he was clearly a man from a wealthy family.

Only with these conditions would Zhang the matchmaker dare to introduce him to a good girl.

Matchmakers need to make money, and couples can't be paired up randomly.

Indiscriminately introducing people to others can easily lead to resentment from both sides, resulting in more harm than good and making it difficult to maintain a good relationship for long.

"Then we'll wait for your good news."

He Daqing's goal this time was very clear: to win over Qin Huairu before Jia Xudong could.

Without Qin Huairu, that cunning and virtuous woman with superb acting skills, Jia Zhangshi, that shrew, would be no threat at all.

After finishing the matchmaking business, He Daqing hurried to pick up Yushui from school.

He Daqing has been going out more and more often lately, and he's thinking about buying a bicycle to get around.

Otherwise, walking all the time would be too inconvenient.

After collecting the rainwater, I returned to the courtyard. As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a sturdy boy dressed in gray cloth, with a chubby face, looking around.

"Pillar."

"Dad, Yushui, you're finally back."

He Yuzhu ran to his father, picked up his younger sister and looked her over carefully.

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"elder brother."

He Yushui exclaimed in surprise.

"You brat, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"

Take it easy, don't get wet in the rain.

He Daqing watched the brother and sister bickering and laughed and scolded them.

He Yuzhu started learning his craft at Hongbinlou when he was twelve years old, and he usually didn't come back even once a month.

He Daqing was in a good mood today as the family was reunited.

"Dad, you're planning to find me a stepmother without telling me beforehand, and now you're blaming me."

He Yuzhu put his sister down and said seriously.

"You should at least have someone inform me about this so I can be prepared."

He Yuzhu is sixteen years old this year. He has been studying at Hongbinlou for more than four years and has met many people. He is quite mature.

Therefore, she was quite open-minded about He Daqing's remarriage.

He Daqing has been raising two children alone for the past few years, acting as a father during the day and a mother at night, which has been truly hard work.

As He Yuzhu matures, he comes to understand his father's needs.

"Since you already know, I won't say any more."

The three rooms in the east courtyard are already under renovation.

When you return from your apprenticeship next year, we'll give you those two old houses.

I took the rainwater with me and went to live in the small courtyard.

According to the old rules in the culinary world, one must learn the craft for three years and then work for a master for two years, resulting in a full five years without income.

He Yuzhu will graduate next year, but he has no savings and will need a place to live.

"Dad, are you in such a hurry to kick me out?"

Since the parents lived together and did not separate, He Daqing had only one son, He Yuzhu.